CALLISTA'S POV

I watched from the window as the omega wolves carried out tons of packages from the silver car which drove into the compound a few minutes ago. A quickly concluded thought would have made me think they were from Julian. But of course, Julian was still locked away in one of the rooms, facing punishment.

I followed their movements, the passing down of each item until the last wolf stopped at the door. Lucas was before him, hands locked behind him. Apparently he was there for ...